Chapter 47: A Ratty Inn
The place was certainly not somewhere Han Yu would ever wish to live.
'Even my hideout was better than this,' Han Yu thought as he surveyed his surroundings.
The overwhelming scent of mildew filled the air, making his nose twitch. Cracks ran like spiderwebs across several pillars that held up the decrepit building, giving it the appearance of a structure held together by sheer stubbornness and misplaced faith.
'Can this place even survive the night?' Han Yu wondered, suddenly fearing for his safety.
STEP. STEP. STEP.
The sound of approaching footsteps roused the man dozing off at the reception counter.
"Huh? Is it debt collectors again?" the man mumbled groggily, still caught in the haze of sleep.
It wasn't until Xu Qing was standing directly in front of him that he realized she was neither a creditor nor a hallucination induced by malnutrition.
"A celestial fairy? Am I still dreaming?" the man muttered, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
"I want the best room you have," Xu Qing said, her tone as neutral as ever.
"A customer! We actually have a customer!" The man's eyes lit up, and his sleepiness vanished instantly. "Yes! Yes! We'll have the room ready right away!" he chirped, practically bouncing with enthusiasm.